로그인Alpha Bran’s POV My chest tightened, seeing her in so much pain.“Mom…” I called again, my voice barely holding together.The word had barely left my lips when she said, “Don’t call me that,” her voice was weak but laced with venom. “I will never be a mother to a beast.”My heart stopped.My throat tightened painfully as I stared at her, my hands trembling at my sides. “Why do you keep calling me that?”“Because that’s what you are,” she said flatly.My heart broke. “A human and a wolf living in one body,” she continued, her tone cold, almost clinical. “Tell me… what else would you call that?”I shook my head instinctively, tears spilling down my cheeks. “No…” I whispered. “No, I’m not a beast.”“If something is neither fully human nor fully animal,” she pressed, her voice rising slightly, “then what is it, Bran?”I shook my head again, more desperately this time. “I’m not a beast.” my voice broke completely now. “I’m not.”My chest heaved as sobs forced their way out. “I’m your son.
Alpha Bran’s POVMonths later, the smell of blood clung to the evening air, crawling into my lungs the moment I stepped into the courtyard.But that wasn’t what made me stop training. It was the whispers.“The Alpha found her with a human. They were getting married.”“She was wearing a wedding dress.”My heart dropped.It couldn't be what I was thinking.My feet were already moving before my mind could catch up. The training field faded behind me as I pushed through the corridors, past startled servants who barely had time to move out of my way.My chest tightened painfully, each breath sharp and uneven as dread curled in my stomach. I turned the corner and froze.There she was. My mother.Her white dress was stained with blood. It splattered across the fabric in ugly streaks, soaking into the lace, dripping down the hem.Her hair was disheveled, her face tear-streaked with messed up make up, her body trembling as two guards held her tightly in place.And beside her was a man, who wa
Alpha Bran’s POVAnd that was when I saw him. An eleven-year-old boy, who looked a lot bigger and stronger than me.I turned to look at my father. He had a weird smile on his face as he gaze locked on me.I turned back to my opponent. I was almost half his height. My small hands clenched into fists, my heart pounding so loudly it drowned out the roaring crowd.“Begin!” The command echoed through the arena.I barely had time to brace myself before the boy lunged at me. He was fast. His fist collided with my face before I could even react.Pain exploded through my jaw as my body hit the ground hard, the impact knocking the air out of my lungs.The crowd roared in excitement.I gasped, struggling to breathe as I pushed myself up on shaky arms. My vision spun.My head throbbed.“Get up,” the older boy sneered, circling me like a predator. “Don’t tell me this is the Alpha’s son.”Laughter rippled through the crowd. My fists tightened. I forced myself to stand. My legs trembled beneath me.
Alpha Bran’s POVEating felt like a battle I kept losing. I would sit there, staring at the bowl placed in front of me with little or no appetite. I had always had problem with eating as a child. My mom had her ways of making me eat. Without her, eating with a herculean task.“Try a little more, Bran,” Ember said gently, her voice soft as she sat beside me.I nodded. Because I didn’t want to disappoint her.I lifted the spoon, my hand shaking as I brought it to my lips. The moment the food touched my tongue, my throat tightened.My body resisted it. I swallowed anyway.Tears slipped down my face before I could stop them. I hated that I couldn’t even eat properly.“Oh, sweetheart…” Ember murmured, moving closer. “It’s okay… you don’t have to force it.”But I shook my head quickly, my grip tightening on the spoon. “I have to…” I whispered, my voice breaking. “I have to get better…”But that wasn’t the real reason. The real reason sat heavy in my chest. “I want my mom…” The words slipp
Alpha Bran’s POV“He’s breathing barely!”“Get water—no, wait—don’t, we don’t know how long—”“Call the doctor! NOW!”The head of female servants then, Ember, was in her twenties, ran to the boy and carried him in her arms. The boy's head lolled to the side, his vision nothing but blurs and shadows as the world tilted around him. Then he fell into complete darkness.God knows how long it took for him to regain his consciousness. But when he did, he couldn’t open his eyes, but could hear voices.“He’s severely dehydrated.” the pack doctor had said. “His body has already started shutting down non-essential functions. If he had lasted another day in there he would have died.”“Why isn't the Alpha here yet?” the doctor asked and there was silence.They must have told him. Of course they had.The boy's father knew everything that happened within the pack. Nothing escaped him.He knew his son had been locked in that room. And ordered the servants not to let him out. He must be angry that t
Alpha Bran’s POVThe boy remained in the room. And was there for seven days.At day one it felt like a nightmare he kept waiting to wake up from. He sat by the door, his knees pulled tightly to his chest, his eyes glued to the door handle like it would turn at any second.It didn’t.He cried out for help. His voice loud, broken and desperate. His voice grew hoarse within hours, but he didn’t stop. By the second day, his throat burned.His lips were dry, cracked, and bleeding at the corners. His stomach twisted painfully, hunger clawing at him from the inside.Still… he waited. Curled near the door. Listening for footsteps. Hoping someone would come to his aid.Every small sound outside made his head snap up. He would think his mom came back. But when the door didn't open. He would sigh in disappointment. By the third day, he had stopped crying. Not because the pain was gone. But because there was nothing left in him to fuel it. He had no energy to cry anymore.His tears had dried up
Grayson’s POV“You need to stop associating with Serafine before you get yourself into bigger trouble.”For a second, I thought I misheard her. “What?”Her jaw tightened. “I told her the same thing. To stay away from you.”“You what?!”“She’s always causing problems for you, Grayson!” Clara burst o
Alpha Bran’s POVSaskia folded her arms, her expression sharp.“You took a very big risk imprisoning two top officials from my pack because of a—”She stopped herself. Then her eyes flickered to me.She remembered my warning. And couldn’t say human slave in front of me. Not after I made it clear I
Alpha Bran’s POVSerafine frowned the moment her eyes met mine. She glanced around the room. Then tried to sit up.“Lie back,” I commanded.She obeyed, sinking back into the pillows with rigid movements. I had used my Alpha aura on her. Otherwise, she would have left. Her eyes burned into mine, gl
Saskia’s POVShock rippled through me when Bran asked,“What do you want?”I had anticipated this moment but never thought it would happen with Bran asking the question first. Bran was a hard dog. Always had been. And telling him the real reason I had come to his house was a risk I wasn’t sure I c







